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“Yes… Shane…” Her words are incoherent mumbles as I fuck her hard and finger her ass.
“Then let me feel it. Squeeze my cum out of me.”
Her body tenses, and her release shakes through her. She convulses around my cock, shattering in my hands. I pump hard, nearly knocking over my bike as I come on a final thrust. I empty inside her, never wanting anything between us because she’s mine.
When she collapses onto my bike and I slip free, I brush her hair off her face, reaching down between her legs as my cum begins to drip. I collect it with two fingers and shove it back in.
“I want that to stay right where it belongs. I want to be dripping from you when we go meet my president, and I want you to remember who you belong to, Harloe. Who owns this body. Who will protect you with their fucking life. Do you understand?”
I plug her pussy with my fingers, and she moans. “I understand.”
“Good girl.”
33
SHANE
The guys are already barbecuing by the time I pull up to Ironside Ridge with Harloe on the back of my bike.
We took a quick detour to one of the vacant cabins on the property so Harloe could fix her hair, and we could quickly clean up before meeting Steel. But I refused to let her ditch the underwear because there’s something about knowing that she’s walking around with me dripping out of her that has me fucking obsessed.
She’s mine, and that’s just one way I’m going to prove that to her.
Aiden flips a steak as I roll to a stop beside the garage, while East and Kincaid sit back drinking beers and keep him company. Lawson stands beside Steel and Steel’s old lady, Tempe, watching Max poke at the fire with a stick.
Harloe stays close. She’s comfortable with the guys, but after everything today, I sense she’s on edge, knowing someone is after her.
“Long time,” I say when Steel spots me walking up.
Steel isn’t the kind of guy who smiles much. He runs the club with precision, and he rarely lets his guard down. It wasn’t until I moved up the ranks that I got to know him. But he smiles when he sees me, and it’s nice to see a familiar face from Vegas with all we’ve been going through here.
Lawson and Max shuffle toward the barbecue when I greet Steel, giving us space to catch up.
“I thought our clubhouse was in the middle of nowhere, but this is something else.” Steel reaches out a tattooed hand and claps it against mine, pulling me in for a half hug and slapping me on the back. “This place is coming along.”
“Finally.” I pull back, and Steel’s gray eyes slip to Harloe at my side. “This is Harloe. Harloe, Steel and Tempe.”
“Willa’s friend, right?” Tempe asks, her honey-brown hair whipping around her shoulders.
Willa is Dean’s old lady, and at one point in time, half of Ironside Ridge was her family’s land until they merged the properties last year. Like Dean, Willa grew up here. But now they’re in Vegas while Kincaid runs everything.
“Willa and I grew up together.” Harloe smiles, sticking close to my side.
Tempe’s eyes bounce between us. “I was thinking we could have a drink while the guys catch up.”
“I’ve got just the thing,” Harloe offers, glancing up at me. “Did East already get into the fancy whiskey I bought the other day, or is there some left?”
“I hid it from him. Top cabinet above the fridge. Need help grabbing it?”
She huffs out a laugh. “I’m pretty sure I can figure out how to use a stepladder, Shane. Stay. Talk business. We’ll be inside.”
Harloe smirks, and I kiss the back of her hand before she pulls away.
“Try not to get into any trouble, wildfire,” Steel calls after Tempe, who glances over her shoulder and winks, making Harloe laugh harder.
She fits in so well. I can picture her surrounded by all of my brothers’ old ladies, laughing, hanging out. She offers me a final glance before disappearing into the bunkhouse, and I get a glimpse of an alternate version of my life. One where she’s in it for the long haul. Where she doesn’t have deep family roots that will keep her here when I return to Vegas.
Steel and I step away from the rest of the group, aiming for the clubhouse. Sawdust tickles my nose when we step inside. It’s under construction but moving along nicely.
